The white grass and yellow sand are wild, and the ancient and modern times are full of sorrow and hatred.

Feihong dotted the side, and the snow fell on the thistle door one after another.

The scenery is bleak and desolate, and the human affection is thin.

Knowing the opportunity can have mulberry dry water, before entering the vicissitudes of early self-muddy.

After they walked out of Secy City, they saw such a desolate and wild scene.

"Two hundred miles to the west, it's all such a desert grassland." Hua Zhuo and Qianmo rode side by side and walked in front of him, "Yanxi, it's a place that is not favored. He thought of the people who died every year due to lack of water and drought, or cold winter frost, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Is there a way to improve it?"

"It's very difficult, Yanxi is vast and sparsely populated, and the lords of each country guard their own territory, trying to give their people a better way to live by encroaching on and annexing other tribes."

"And the ones that were annexed?"

"Slaves." Hua Zhuo looked into the distance, the boundless wild grass, and the snow that had not completely melted and had condensed into ice. At the end of the sky, where he was born, where he carried his bloody mission, there were his people still living in such ice and snow, living without food and clothing, and even freezing to death, starving, or enslaved to death every moment.

"What do you have to tell me?" Hua Zhuo mentioned something else, and he could see that Qianmo had something to tell him.

"You know Murong Junyi very well?" Qian Mo heard Hua Lian say that he was once that person's companion.

"He is the king, and I am the minister."

"What if the king wants his ministers to die?"

Hua Zhuo's fingers holding the reins jumped slightly: "The king wants the minister to die......

Qian Mo saw that his face seemed to change only for a moment, and then returned to calm, and then listened to him smile and say unfazed but sincere words: "That minister...... Since then, he has died. ”

Qian Mo handed over a piece of paper in his arms, and in addition to the scribbled white paper and black letters, there were two big red handprints.

Hua Zhuo took it and glanced at it, and the word had a hint of trembling and eagerness, as if it had been done in an extremely hasty situation. When he saw a few names, his eyes narrowed slightly.

A series of words "Qin Yong", "Yiqu" and "Extreme West ......", with one figure and face after another behind the words, flashed quickly from Hua Zhuo's mind.

"Heh," Hua Zhuo chuckled, and there was no resentment or resentment in his smile. He returned the paper to Qianmo, "Yanxi, it's Yanxi of Dayan." He can do whatever he wants. ”

Qian Mo raised his eyebrows and handed him a small note: "The position of Gao Erli and Li Daniu." ”

"Hehe, Qianmo, thank you!"

Two men, one is in the age of the weak crown, and the other has not yet reached the crown. It's just that at this time, the two of them sat on their horses and stepped steadily into the distance, which made Mu Zhiqing and Qian Feiyue, who were following them, feel a kind of peace of mind.

In the vast snowy grassland, two cars and a few horses walked forward without hurrying. Walk past the dry wheat fields that watched them, walk past the setting sun, walk through the cold night, walk past the scattered houses.

"Girl," Qinglian's face was peaceful, and there was even a hint of yearning, "here, it's good." ”

"Where's the good?"

"The sky is wide and the earth is wide, and I can see far away, and those things that are blocked in my heart suddenly want to open."

Several people listened to Qinglian's most simple feeling and nodded, it was a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

After five days of driving, they finally saw the real Yanxi. On the barren grassland covered with snow and ice, there are high walls made of loess. Passing through the city gate, there is a street covered with loess that resembles the city of Sesi. It's just that the house is not a cave, but a yellow mud house like the city wall.

In order to avoid trouble, Hua Zhuo had already sat in his seemingly ordinary black carriage at this time, and Qianmo and the others followed in the carriage.

"This is Qu Yan City," Mu Zhiqing whispered to them. "The court of the king of Qiyan is in the westernmost part of the city, and the west of Yanxi is respected."

"Then Shu Yan is the weakest of the Eight Kingdoms?" It is located in the easternmost part of the whole Yanxi.

"Quite the opposite." Mu Zhiqing couldn't help but glance at the black car in front of her, "Qu Yan is the first line of defense in Yanxi. Although the eight countries of Yanxi have their own policies, they still firmly believe in the beliefs of their ancestors in their hearts. Here is their land, with their own name. ”

Mu Zhiqing silently said two words, "Xirong"! That was the name of Yanxi before it was ruled by the Great Yan, and it was also the glory that the people of Yanxi refused to forget.

Therefore, for the people of Yanxi, Quyan is another country. No matter how chaotic it is, they all resist everything outside of it. Therefore, Quyan stationed the largest number of troops in Yanxi. Either to guard against others, or to guard against those whom they call "kings."

"Even if it's him," Mu Zhiqing's eyes looked at the carriage in front of her, "it can't be changed, and it can't be changed." ”

She suddenly felt a little faintly distressed, the man who was as strong as the other Yanxi people but had the elegance of the Dayan people. His heart must be conflicted and difficult.

"The relationship between King Quyan and him ......" Qian Mo and Qian Feiyue respect Hua Zhuo, and naturally they will worry about him.

Mu Zhiqing knew that the people in the car could hear them, and she began to hesitate a little, he was an insider, and she didn't want to talk about it.

"He is my father's brother in life and death." It seemed to see through Mu Zhiqing's heart, and a voice came from the carriage, "Hua Zhuo, I want to hear Miss Shepherd's advice." ”

As if the other party could see it, Mu Zhiqing nodded lightly: "King Quyan is the most trusted brother of the previous lord of Yanxi, and he is also the generalissimo of Yanxi, holding 100,000 soldiers and horses in Yanxi. ”

"How many?" Qian Mo did not shy away from this topic, he knew that since Hua Zhuo asked Mu Zhiqing to say it, he didn't hide it from them.

Mu Zhiqing hesitated and said: "Dayan fiefdom is not allowed to exceed 150,000!" The lord can receive 50,000 alone. ”

Qian Feiyue and Qianmo nodded, that is to say, on the bright side, there were 200,000 soldiers and horses. But this King of Quyan accounted for 100,000, and both of them frowned in unison.

Mu Zhiqing knew what they were worried about: "King Quyan is a loyal general of Yanxi, otherwise Lord Jiang would not be at ease to hand over the military power to him." And over the years, he has been doing his best to protect this Yanxi, even if Lord Jiang has been missing for nearly twenty years, he has not moved. ”

Lord Jiang, formerly known as Jiang Wei, was Hua Zhuo's biological father and the previous lord of Yanxi. Hua Zhuo's original surname was Jiang, just to thank the flower couple for their nurturing and teaching, so he did not change his surname back to Jiang.

Qian Crimson shook her head, there are no eternal enemies, and there are no eternal friends. Yes, only eternal benefits. Although she didn't know if Hua Zhuo had left a backhand, she knew very well that whoever had the military power was in the hands of whomever had the right to speak.